Sir Thomas Wyatt

I Abide And Abide And Better Abide - Poem by Sir Thomas Wyatt

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I abide and abide and better abide,And after the old proverb, the happy day;And ever my lady to me doth say,'Let me alone and I will provide.'I abide and abide and tarry the tide,And with abiding speed well ye may.Thus do I abide I wot alway,Nother obtaining nor yet denied.Ay me! this long abidingSeemeth to me, as who sayeth,A prolonging of a dying death,Or a refusing of a desir'd thing.Much were it better for to be plainThan to say 'abide' and yet shall not obtain.